Moon Pie is growing up, a real lil heifer now, not just a baby. She’s putting on more color in her coat, as they all seem to in the fall, and she’s downright pretty. Not that she cares what I think. She doesn’t like me much. Or at all.
“She looking at me, mommy.”
“What does she want?”
“I can’t take it!”
“Help me, mommy!”
Poor cows, the flies are awful in the summer. I have some spray I use on Glory Bee when I take her in to milk. The best thing about fall is that first really good, hard cold snap that sends the flies packing. But back to Moon Pie–notice how her coat has really taken on a nice color pattern! I’m liking it.
Update on Glory Bee and her bee-hind: It’s been a couple months now since I had her artificially inseminated. I’m going to try to get a vet out here soon to preg check her. If she’s not bred, I’ll have to START OVER.
I hope she’s bred.